Recipient: Randomfreshink Title: Gone Fishing Author: ladytalon1 Pairing: Jack/Daniel (pre-slash) Rating: PG Prompt: Total holiday avoidance, coping by making sure they have other things going on.
This is what happened roughly 3 hours later, after all the beer was gone:
Empty beer bottles lay strewn about on the table, and one describes a slow circle on the floor as if playing a phantom game of Spin The Bottle. Another clatters to the floor as a flailing limb knocks it from its perch; it rolls to a stop beside the pair of glasses that have been carefully placed out of harm’s way.
“Wait, let me just - oh, that’s… that’s nice.”
“For cryin’ out loud! Nice? That’s one of my best moves!”
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If you'd like to read some crack about what happened next, click here. :D
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...casually, as they’re running away - no, strategically retreating - from a handful of Serpent Guards. “So, fishing next week?”
“What?” Daniel, for his part, simply looks bewildered at the non sequitur.
So like Jack to ask when a stay shot can give a good excuse for a 'no' answer, or maybe cover up everthing.
Thank you!
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This is what happened roughly 3 hours later, after all the beer was gone:
Empty beer bottles lay strewn about on the table, and one describes a slow circle on the floor as if playing a phantom game of Spin The Bottle. Another clatters to the floor as a flailing limb knocks it from its perch; it rolls to a stop beside the pair of glasses that have been carefully placed out of harm’s way.
“Wait, let me just - oh, that’s… that’s nice.”
“For cryin’ out loud! Nice? That’s one of my best moves!”
The couch springs groan in protest.
“Oh my God, yes….!”
“Which god would that be?”
“Jack?”
“Yes, Daniel.”
“Shut up
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